Handmade Heaven

I envy the birds high up in the trees

They live out their lives so purposefully

I envy the spiders, the squirrels and seeds

They all find their way automatically

But in this handmade heaven, I come alive

Bluebirds forever colour the sky

In this handmade heaven, we forget the time

'Cause birds of a feather fly together

I carry along a feel of unease

I want to belong like the birds in the trees

I sit on my own, look over the town

The skyscrapers glow like they'll never fall down

But in this handmade heaven, it's paradise

Bluebirds forever colour the sky

In this handmade heaven, we forget the time

'Cause birds of a feather fly together

In this handmade heaven, I come alive

Bluebirds forever colour the sky

In this handmade heaven, handmade heaven

Handmade heaven, handmade heaven

And I could no longer ignore

The ivy growing tall

This life don't suit me anymore

The writing's on the wall

In this handmade heaven, I come alive

Bluebirds forever colour the sky

In this handmade heaven, handmade heaven

Handmade heaven, handmade heaven

Bluebirds forever

Birds of a feather

Bluebirds forever

Fly together

Bluebirds forever

In this strange, strange weather

Bluebirds forever

In this handmade heaven

In this handmade heaven, in this handmade heaven

In this handmade heaven, in this handmade heaven